Chapter 702:

Coyle staggered as if struck, his face draining of color.

His heir—his only son—was destroyed.

It felt like the sky had cracked open and come crashing down.

Briley rushed to his side, catching his arm.

“Dad! Are you alright?”

But Coyle couldn’t answer. Words abandoned him. His lungs refused to draw breath.

There was only the crushing weight of devastation pressing on his chest.

Hours blurred into a sleepless night. At dawn, Sutton finally stirred.

His eyes fluttered open—and then he saw it.

a raw, animal scream. “No—no! It’s gone!

bedside, trembling, tears

afraid,” he choked out, gripping his son’s hand. “I’m here. And I swear—I’ll

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his father’s arm,

Dad! You have to get revenge for me! It was Noah!” Sutton’s voice cracked with rage and disbelief. “That bastard—he’s not dead! He’s alive! He’s

a punch

blood ran cold. His mind

barked. “You’re delirious—how could Patrick possibly be Noah? Have you completely lost your senses?”

If it was true…

If Noah had survived…

what they had done three

his entire family was already

boiled in Coyle’s throat.

a man

He

get revenge for me!” Coyle stared at

wanted to dismiss it. Call

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